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Yeah, Rihanna? Well I once got a free sample of a new kind of panty liner in my mailbox and I was like "I am totally going to Tweet about this" and I did and everyone was like "whoa you are so lucky" and I was like "totally". So there.

Guessing I'm not meant to be laughing at this. But I am. I can't see the words "oh my" without reading it in George Takei's voice.

You know, living abroad gives these delightful opportunities. Guys in Pakistan would cold call random numbers, trolling for girls. When they got me, a woman speaking English, they were very happy, "Hello. I saw you the other day. You are very beautiful. Can we do a friendship?" and other variations would be constant

ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?

Our house's tree is made of silver tinsel, our lights our purple, and the ornaments are all sorts of bright tacky colors, some shiney, some glitter, and some that are literally tiny disco-balls.
I like my trees like I like my jewelry; tacky as fuck.

BUBBLE LIGHTS ARE THE SHIT, ALL OTHER LIGHTS CAN SUCK IT. (Even though I'm pretty sure my family is eventually going to burn their house down by refusing to replace their 30 year old bubble lights).

For a business - white lights, silver and blue or red and green ornaments, star on top of the tree, maaaaybe some silver or clear holographic tinsel if you're feeling daring.

I'm pretty sure that all Christmas lights are awesome.

OH I KNEW THIS WAS COMING.

I said it on Kelly's post and I'll say it here. Multicolored/big bulb lights are the only kind of Christmas lights.

Multi colored! I'm not a fan of the single-color lights at all ... white, red, purple, what-have-you.

Multicolored lights/big bulbs is the only way to do it. All other lights can step the fuck off.

People who put bows on trees can fuck right the fuck off. Gimme a tacky ass tree covered in 3 decades worth of accumulated family nicknacks and cheesy childhood craft ornaments and huge multicolored lights any day. This ain't the Macy's.

I suspect LaChapelle was trolling them. It's too perfect.

I kind of love it. It's gorgeous in an overdone WTF sort of way.

I shared this last year, but I was late to the party (damn time zones!), so I'm posting it again.

This isn't really a Thanksgiving horror story, but it is definitely a weird one.

My husband and I are staying in the house that was my Grandparent's home for more than 30 years. It's located in a summer resort town, but my family has always loved thanksgiving here and my grandmother was a fabulous cook. She made everything from scratch and started preparing a solid week in advance. It was her